I keep meaning to start something big and meaningful, but never seem to do anything other than watch films and slob about once I’ve finished work. So, when I finally get off my arse and do something with my superfluous leisure, what should I turn my skilled and mighty hand to?

• learn filemaker, and see if I can’t use it to replace our shitty proprietary nursery management software, not to mention run the rentals business off it
• make a better website for haus
• actually learn how to use unix
• investigate a scripting language, php, javascript, whatever
• make a dashboard widget that gets the number of unread RSS articles from safari

Maybe if I went bed earlier I’d have a bit more energy to do this shit come 5.30 every day. I think I’ll start with the last one. Yeah, by the end of this week I will totally have made this widget, it will rock!

/me goes to bed

I finally saw Episode Three yesterday, at my semi-local UCI, where I bothered the usher for a set of those wireless headphones, since I read that this showing was supposed to be Audio Described. Sadly they just played the film’s own audio over the headphones, which sucked. I was really hoping to have some narrator guy going “Oh my god, Anakin’s been dismembered and now he’s, oh my, now he’s on fire!” or something . The film itself wasn’t all that hot either. I won’t bore you, but basically, what needed to have been done is this:

1) cut the pod-racing and some other retarded bits from Episode 1
2) mush bits of Episode 2 into Episode 1
3) expand ep3 into the remaining space

Of course, this only solves the bit where ROTS feels all too crammed together, it doesn’t fix the dodgy dialogue or wooden acting. But then, people tend to forget that those are very much in the spirit of the original trilogy, and should be left well alone.

Basically, don’t go and see this film because you want to go see a good SciFi film (wait for Serenity instead) go and see it because you want to know how it ends, or how it begun, or how the middle bit happened, or something.

On an unrelated note, Greece won Eurovision last night, which sucked because Norway so very should have! England’s entry was dire, as ever, with our real contribution to the evening being a sarky Terry Wogan. Shame the other countries don’t get to hear him…. or possibly not.

Bob missed out some sexy events in Cornwall. For a start, he failed to mention his dancing. He danced retardedly in the rain in the middle of town~ ^_^
(later we held hands and danced together, but we’ll leave that out for the moment >.<)

Secondly, he touched my friend's ass. Sexual repression maybe? who knows~

Thirdly, I think Keg deserves a mention. He kept calling me, and we spent a while passing the phone around saying rude/witty things to him, and laughing stupidly. We got some funny looks. XD

Just for you Bob, I'll add some angst (although why you insist on angsty posts I have no idea)
I guess I'll take this opportunity to rant about my car (it means that instead of explaining it over and over, I can link this page. Nifty! ^.^)
Right. the dealer that sold me the car gave me a 3 month warranty, and the bloody thing broke within a month. I was travelling to see friends for 'Wrestling Night' (we like to gether together and watch WWE with beer and snacks. We're lame like that~) Anywho the car started gliding along as if I had my clutch down, while I was on the dual carriageway, and slowed itself down to the point where the other cars were almost hitting me. Once I got past most of the traffic it started to stall of it's own accord~ I turned the radio down to hear spluttering noises from the engine, and pulled over at the first layby I found (which just so happened to be right by the airbase) I sat there for a few minutes, and tried to start it again, but I got nothing but a choking sound and a small of burning.

The breakdown was less than fun, due to the fact that I was on a dual carriageway outside a heavily guarded airbase. A policman pulled up and told me that I wasn't allowed to park there, and I burst into tears and made a ninny of myself~ -_- I didn't have my AA card, which meant when I called the number I had to answer a million and one questions so they could find out who I was. It took an hour and a half for the repairman to get to me, and by this point I was alone in the dark, as the cop had said there was nothing else he could do for me. I pranked Keg, and made him call me back, and he talked to me while I waited. (thanks Keg, you're a star~ <3) I didn't feel too comfortable about the fact that I was alone in the dark, and strange airforce men were waving guns around and looking at me suspiciously. I also managed to attract another cop, who dissappeared shortly after I had told her my car was dead. (like my flashing hazard warning lights weren't a /slight/ hint~ -_-)

When the man finally arrived he told me there was no water in the engine. At this point I was hanging my head in shame, because I thought I'd been stupid in not checking it. He poured more in, and we heard a running water noise. Looked underneath the car and it was all pouring out... Turns out the pipe was perished, and the engine had overheated~ had I not stopped when I did, it would have either blown me up or packed in beyond repair. I had to be towed home, and missed the WWE~ ;_;

I called the dealer (who was required to fix it for free because I was within the warranty period) told him about the pipe and made him come and collect it. Now, because I'm a girl and obviously know nothing about cars, the dealer decided to drive it anyway, and blew the head gasket. If that wasn't retarded enough, they managed to bend some cylinder head while replacing the head gasket. NOT COOL. I was promised a courtesy car, and got 'you'll have it tomorrow' so many times that it wasn't worth the effort any more. I finally got it back on thursday, but I'm not overly impressed. It still appears to be losing water slightly~ Looks like I'll have to monitor it, and send it back in next week. *le sigh*

Currently I’m not doing too badly. I have the week off work (I needed to use up my allocated holliday time before last month, or I would have lost it) and am munching on the Pocky Breathstealer and Taguro sent me from Japan. Check my photobucket for pictures of me trying to feed it to my webcam~
*super happy fun naked dance* ~(^_^)~